Crimson’s Creative Challenge #45

A drop of ink dirties a glass of water, but not an ocean. And for some people, their human hearts are oceans which are not tainted easily. But even if a human heart can sail an oil tanker like an ocean does, there is still a limit.

He learns the hard way that the limit is during a low tide.

That is when what is thrown out during the day comes back to haunt him at night, when the ocean washes the trash back. What is washed back is even worse – rotten and smelly after being out in the sea for too long.

If there is such a thing call karma, then it must be the rubbish being washed back.

(121 words)

If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.

Here’s how it works:

Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.)
You respond with something CREATIVE

Here are some suggestions:

  • An answering photo
  • A cartoon
  • A joke
  • A caption
  • An anecdote
  • A short story (flash fiction)
  • A poem
  • A newly minted proverb, adage or saying
  • An essay
  • A song—the lyrics or the performance

You have plenty of scope and only two criteria:

  • Your creative offering is indeed yours
  • Your writing is kept to 150 words or less

Prompt: Crimson’s Creative Challenge #45


The Simple Things #2


Starbucks (Singapore): Blueberry Swirl Wafer Cheesecake and of course, coffee

  2. dark chocolates
  3. cakes

Wow, looking at this list, I’m an absolute glutton!

If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.

Every Saturday, I will share three things that I believe to be the simple things in life, yet things that make me extremely happy. I invite you to do the same.

Now, it’s your turn! Share with me three simple things in life that make you happy. Please reblog, share this post, and give others a smile and a little bit of love. If you reblog the post, please ping or tag my blog and use the words Simple Things” and “Happy as your blog entry tags.

Are you ready, folks? Can we keep the love flowing by sharing the simple things that make us happy? This is our The Simple Things Share Post #2. Have fun and let the happiness begin!

Prompt: The Simple Things #2

Three Line Tales, Week 184

three line tales, week 184: rainbow brick road leading towards an Icelandic church

photo by Dave Herring via Unsplash

Next Stop, Happiness

With each colourful step she takes away from that church, chaining stress and caging expectations unshackled.

She turns back only for a briefest moment to look at the conservative culture managing every aspect of her life, before she turns around for good to continue her journey.

Religion doesn’t bind; it frees.

If there is one thing I cannot understand, it is why people like to enact their expectations on others under the facade of religious rules. I’m a Buddhist, but there are no cardinal rules on diet, or women, or sexual orientation. Only a series of karmic causes and effects, as well as philosophical scriptures which requires guidance or risk mis-interpretation.

But when I was younger, I have been approached by many Christian missionaries, with the opening lines of “Do you believe in Jesus?” and rapidly spiralled into “Only do you believe in Jesus can you be saved” rhetoric. I was impressionable then and my takeaway from those interactions was “Christianity seems very enthusiastic about Hell and condemnation.”

Until some of my Christian friends raised their eyebrows at me when I candidly asked them about Christianity years later. That’s when I realised, Christianity never asked to convert anyone by fear; those “missionaries” I met were going out to convert people because they wanted money for their church.

Hence the story.

If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

Prompt: Three Line Tales, Week 184

Twittering Tales #146 – 23 July 2019


Cenote Cave in the Yukatan by mattiaverga at

Frogs in a Pot

The swimmers enjoyed themselves in the limestone pool, splashing around in the cooling waters. The summer sun continued its relentless heat waves.

None of them noticed the rising temperature of the limestone waters until it was too late.

By then, sukiyaki was ready to be served.

(277 characters)

Another piece of mine with a strong reference to environmental issue. When are we going to stop our destruction of Earth before global warming (or climate change, as it is called now to prevent confusion) or other natural disasters kill us all?

If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.

About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale. This is important as I have noticed that some of the ping backs have not been working. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

Prompt: Twittering Tales #146 – 23 July 2019

Kreative Kue 220



“I’m telling you, you gotta take her in hand or she is going to ride over you. At our age, when we retire, we are nothing. She is going to lord over us because we are useless while she is still going on and about,” Kevin droned on.

Jonathan was looking and smiling politely at Kevin but he had tuned out Kevin’s words a long time ago. He had known Kevin for 50 years but he never realised just how much Kevin could talk.

“I’m very sure she will slowly take advantage of the situation and next thing you know, you are at her mercy.”

If anyone needed pessimism, Kevin could surely give a healthy dose. Jonathan resisted the urge to yawn as Kevin’s voice faded into the background. How did they become friends 50 years ago?

Good grief that man could talk!

If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.

On to this week’s challenge: Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.

Prompt: Kreative Kue 220

I Write Her Weekly Haiku/Senryu Challenge #20


You keep one eye closed
to all the flaws found on me
when I bared myself.

I am revived during the holidays (Vesak Day, a Buddhist celebration in honour of life in our part of the world, in case you are wondering). Refreshed and ready to write again after the break!

And speaking of in honour of life, this is haiku which sprang to my mind almost immediately when I saw the image prompt. Can we ever accept people into our lives without finding faults and flaws? *shrugs*

If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.

PLEASE follow them! I’d hate to not see your piece(s) represented in the recap the following week! Confused? Any questions – email me at   

For more detailed information, read about this challenge here.

  • Create a standard three line, 5/7/5 syllable count haiku/senryu
  • Deadline to submit for this week’s challenge will be 12:59pm 5/11/19
  • Up to 3 pieces permitted
  • Link your piece to this “IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge” on your post
  • Always give photo credit if there is one

Prompt: I Write Her Weekly Haiku/Senryu Challenge #20

100 Word Wednesday: Week 121


Image by Adriana Velásquez 

Mars and Venus

“Go straight down, second shelf, she said,” I muttered. “You can’t miss it. Well, I’m missing it somehow.”

I scrutinised the shelves in front of me. Still, I could not find the book.

“I don’t see it!”

“It’s right there! The second shelf!” she yelled back.

“I am looking at the second shelf,” I yelled again. “It’s not there,” I stressed every word.

Ominous pitter-patter of slippers sounded as she turned the corner and walked toward me, glaring me down the entire time. Reaching into the shelf, she pulled out the book.

“It’s. Right. There.” She said through clenched teeth.

(100 words)

Silly me forgot to follow Bikurgurl and continue with 100-word writing prompts. Took me a few weeks to realise I seem to be missing some challenges. Well, at least I gave a follow so hopefully, I’ll be able to do it regularly!

Anyway, this is born out from all those childhood days my mother almost assassinated me whenever I’m looking for something but couldn’t find it. Then she would come, voila! she found it within seconds and shoved it in my face, saying coolly “Tell me. What’s this?”

I love my mother, I really do. But she is downright scary whenever she does that.

If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.

How to participate? A few guidelines as we begin….

  1. Simply check my feed, or search the reader, for the 100WW or tag #100WW, post each Wednesday. I’ll also be posting on my InstagramTwitter, and Facebook Feeds.
  2. Write your submission on your blog, Instagram, Twitter, or Facebook Feed and ping back to the weekly blog post. Feel free to use the image provided or your own. Please do credit the artist whose image we use — Links provided.
  3. I have not enabled automatic pingbacks due to a plethora of spam messages attempting to link up. Do feel free to also continue posting your links and I will enable your pingbacks as I check my blog. Thank you for understanding!!
  4. I’ll provide a Weekly Summary, or Windup, of posts on or by Tuesday; take the opportunity to read and comment on your fellow bloggers posts {keeping in mind to give each other grace and space}. I try to read them all and post your submission in the Weekly Windup.
  5. Have fun! I enjoy reading your challenge submissions!

Prompt: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 121

I Write Her Weekly Haiku/Senryu Challenge #17


looking at traffic
in a city i call home
cozy in my pants

If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.

PLEASE follow them! I’d hate to not see your piece(s) represented in the recap the following week! Confused? Any questions – email me at   

  • Create a standard three line, 5/7/5 syllable count haiku/senryu
  • Deadline for each submission will be on the Saturday of this week
  • Up to 3 pieces permitted
  • Link your piece to this “IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge#” on your post
  • Always give photo credit if there is one

Prompt: I Write Her Weekly Haiku/Senryu Challenge #17

Inspiration Call: Micropoetry Monday


Photo credit: ©

Title: Journey

Casting a backward glance,
I leave the clouds behind
with its empty promises
of beautiful blue skies
and journey onwards
to my destination –


If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.

Inspiration Call: Micropoetry Monday – use this picture as inspiration for a micro poem (a short poem with no particular rules).

Publishing opportunity details for this writing prompt can be found at Open Publishing Projects.

Prompt: Inspiration Call: Micropoetry Monday

Weekend Writing Prompt #103 – Vulnerable


Photo credits: Tien

Title: Blossoming

I abandon my defences and open my heart up to you; do not trample on my heart, for it is vulnerable.

(21 words)

If you are interested, the prompt is linked below.

The challenge is simple: each week you will be given an exact number of words you can use to write a poem or piece of prose.  You can use any format or style you like; go wherever your inspiration takes you.  The only rules are these:

  • your poem / prose must contain this week’s word.  The word does not have to count towards the exact word count total – it can be in the title, or the first letters of the lines of a poem can spell it out – you can be as creative as you want as long as it’s there somewhere.
  • the length of your poem / prose must match the number of words stated in this week’s challenge.  No more.  No less.

Prompt: Weekend Writing Prompt #103 – Vulnerable